The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-03
BRIGHT BITS.

JOHNNY, yon may give me the name of some
wild flower, said the teacher in botany
Johnny thought while and then said: well,
reckon mjun meal comes about as near being
wild flour as anything know about. Washing
ton Critic.
PERsPIRING MAS-Drect me to a surgeon as
quick as possible.
Cool Man-Somebody met with an accident?
Not yet, but there is no time to lose. Ny
wife is going to drive a picture nail.-Btaghdnl-
ton Republican.
WIFE-John, the stove needs more coal right
away
Husband Can't stop now; I'm reading war
Wife-well, you'll have an opportunity to
write one if you don't come right away!-Iid-
MISS MuIoAHEY- Mr. ORafferty. it's
disappointed that we were last night that yez
did M cal 9ip a. our house as yez promised
sorry that am, but couldn't come: / can't be
in two places at once. It's not amphibious that
am. -Ieras SUtingS., .-..., ...,.s
TOMMY (who wants to prove things that he
hearSl Mother, do you think our big dog Lion
would save little girls life if she fell into the
water? 49,.
Mother-I dare say he would, desr.
Tommy enthusiastically)-Oh then, do frow
Topsy in.-- Horper's Young People. -
BRAKEMAs-But don't you think that 81 so a
day is rather small pay for eighteen hours work
Superintendent But you forget that we
| charge nothing for travelling. Let's see: you
ride something like 200 miles daily and it doesn't
cost you cent.-Boston Transcript
ETHEL-Was there donkey on our steps when
you came in, Mr. Featherly?
Mr.. Featherly-Why no, Ethel; what would a
donkey be doing there?
Ethel don't know; but Clara said, just be-
fore you rang the bell, There's that donkey
coming in here again. ''-BOstOn Beacon.
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Lucy to-day?
Omaha Mamma-You must not go anywhere
near Lucy. She has the measles.
We'll, isn't fraid of measles. Can't l goE'
Tiff you should take the measles perhaps
your dollie might get them
"Oh, didn't fink OF that. "-OmGh0 World
"Do you find a good sale for your verses now,
DeWiggs?'
Yes indeed, lie Diggs I've struck bo-
nanZa."
"Ah! what is it?''
There is a great demand for posthumous
poems by Edgar A. Poe. and l am engaged in
supplying it.'-Pttsburg Chronicle Telegraph.
THE Saunterer overheard the following the
other day: Two laborer5 met upon q street cor
nerand one of them with kindly interest asked
How are You doing, PATTI "Oh, finely, man;
| never did better in my life"
| What are you working at?1
"Oh, Tn real estate ct>nveyancer'
And what in honorS name is that!'
Why, I'm driving duinpcart, man. Dos
ton Budget.
Il SEE that beastly Snob Jilkins has turned up
again. Where the deuce has he been?"
In Australia, believe"
And why didn't he stay there? I'm sure we
wouldn't have missed him.
His father or his uncle or some other in
cumbrancs died, you know, aud left him tidy
pile. He has come back to settle the estate UP"
Hum! ha! an! Jilkins, old fellow, how are
you! Come back with us for good. | hope?
Cad but you're looking like a fress blown rose
you are, dear boy, upon my soul:'-TOton
Topics.
well, l shall call and see you tomorrow,
Jessie"
Thanks. shall be delighted to have you
come, Ella"
And shall bring Fido with me-
ooh please do not"
mo? Why not?'
'Rover is not receiving atspreSsnt. He is in
moluninlefor brother who was rIu over by
South Boston ear. Poor little fellow! It wrings
my heart to see him going around with Grape
bow around his neck But the rules of polite
society must be observed, my dear ''-Bostoa
Courier